Dance With the Devil

 

Create PDF files without this message by purchasing novaPDF printer (http://www.novapdf.com) Otto nodded. "Supposedly Artemis once set up a slayer for you guys in the event you turned rogue. He can walk in daylight and doesn't need blood to live. Legend has it that he's invincible.

 

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Thanatos applauded sarcastically. "Very good, little Squire. I'm impressed.

 

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Otto's eyes turned glacial. "My father said Acheron killed Thanatos about a thousand years ago.

 

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"Not to be a smart-ass," Bjorn said, "but he doesn't look dead to me.

 

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Thanatos laughed. "I'm not. At least no more so than you are.

 

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Thanatos approached them slowly, methodically.

 

 

 

 

Jess tensed, ready for battle.

 

 

 

 

Thanatos folded his hands behind his back and offered Otto a wry smile. "Question, human, did your father ever tell you of the Spathi Daimons?

 

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Thanatos looked at the Dark-Hunters. "Surely you older Hunters remember them?" He sighed nostalgically. "Ah, those were the days… The Dark-Hunters hunted us, we slaughtered them. We made our homes in underground catacombs and crypts where the Hunters couldn't go without getting possessed. It was an interesting time to be Apollite or Daimon."

 

 

 

He looked over his shoulder at the herd of Daimons who eyed them nervously for the most part. There were one or two who had no fear and those were the ones Jess paid closest attention to.

 

 

 

He didn't know anything about warrior Daimons, but he did know how to execute any and all who wanted a taste of a human soul.

 

 

 

When Thanatos spoke again, his voice was dark, sinister. "But that was before we discovered civilization and modern conveniences. Before the human world developed enough to where we could exist at night under the pretense of being one of them. Apollites owning businesses and houses. Daimons playing Nintendo. What is this world coming to?"

 

 

 

Thanatos moved so fast that no one had time to blink. He shot a blast from his hands, knocking all the

 

 

 

Create PDF files without this message by purchasing novaPDF printer (http://www.novapdf.com) Squires off their feet.

 

 

 

 

 

He surveyed his chaos with a pleased look on his face. "Now before I allow my people to feed on all of you and I kill the Dark-Hunters, perhaps we should talk a bit, hmm… ? Or do you Hunters really want to battle me while you weaken each other?"

 

 

 

"Talk about what?" Jess asked, moving closer to Syra. Even though he knew she could take care of herself, it was just ingrained habit for him to protect a woman.

 

"Where Zarek is," Thanatos said between clenched teeth.

 

"We don't know," Syra said.

 

 

 

 

"Wrong answer.

 

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One of the unknown Squires let out a howl. Jess watched in horror as the man's arm was snapped in half by nothing at all.

 

 

 

 

HolyMadre de Dios , he'd never seen anything like that.

 

Bjorn attacked.

 

Thanatos caught him, and flipped him to the ground. He ripped open Bjorn's shirt to expose the bow-and-arrow mark of Artemis on Bjorn's shoulder.

 

Thanatos stabbed Bjorn's brand with an ornate gold dagger.

 

Bjorn disintegrated like a Daimon.

 

None of them moved.

 

Jess could barely breathe as rage suffused him. That had been way too easy for the Daimon. Up until now, the Dark-Hunters had been told that they could only die three ways. Total dismemberment, sunlight, or beheading.

 

Apparently, Acheron had left out one crucial, and extremely quick, way to die.

 

 

 

 

This wasn't good, and right now he was pissed that no one had warned them.

 

But that would have to wait. There were innocent people here and if he fought Thanatos in the presence of Syra, they would both be fighting with their hands tied behind their backs, while Thanatos would be fighting full strength.

 

 

 

 

"You want Zarek?" Jess asked.

 

Thanatos rose slowly to his feet. "That's why I'm here.

 

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Jess was shaken by what he'd seen, and though he hadn't known Bjorn long, the man had seemed decent enough. It was a damn shame to lose a comrade, especially to Thanatos.

 

He'd grieve later; right now he wanted to make sure the Squires survived.

 

Jess slid his gaze to Syra and sent a mental projection to her. "Save the Squires. I'm taking Asshole

 

 

 

 

Create PDF files without this message by purchasing novaPDF printer (http://www.novapdf.com) for a run."

 

Aloud, he said, "Then follow me and bring all you've got. Zarek's going to enjoy slaying you."

 

Jess ran for his Bronco.

 

 

 

Zarek still lay naked in the surf, cradling Astrid against him. He couldn't count how many times they had made love in the last few hours. It had been so many times that he wondered idly if he'd be sore when he woke up.

 

 

 

Surely no one could be this acrobatic, even in dreams, and not have some physical damage to show for it.

 

He was exhausted from their lovemaking and yet he felt a peace the likes of which he'd never known.

 

Was this what other people felt?

 

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